R.I.P. The Black Swede and Island Heather

You will be missed.  And not just by me.  Friends of mine who may or may not have met you have already launched complaints that you have retired your blogs.  I, too, can’t deny being a little bummed that you are gone.  My morning routine has long included a visit to your world, and now I find myself a little lost as I sit down at the computer with my coffee and a few minutes to spare. 

I also can’t deny understanding where you are coming from.  I find myself with very little to blog about lately.  My world now revolves around a lot of poo, pee, and whether my nights are sleepless or sleepful. Major life events have changed from outings, friends and workplace challenges to planning my day around Jaia’s naps, baby pictures, playdates, tummy time and baby firsts that only family members care to hear about.   So the fact that Kris and Heather have a lot going on in their lives and very little time to sit down and amuse me is totally understandable and forgiveable.

But for me, the odd chance to actualy use my brain and write something for adult consumption is worth keeping the blog alive.  I spend most of my days chatting and singing to a 5-month old and since she doesn’t say much back beyond growls and bellows, blog posts keep me sane (though admittedly they are few and far between these days).

My fingers are crossed that the Black Swede and Island Heather might miss sharing their personal lives with friends and strangers enough to make a comeback someday…but in the meantime, there are always openings for blog contributors at forgetful.ca.  Send your resumés and two writing samples our way if you are interested in joining our winning team.